Dad Lesson 2 - Making a Killer Steak

Let's Learn to Cook a Bone-In Ribeye

It’s time for another lesson with Dad.

This week, we’re learning how to cook a steak. This is one of those things that I just mistakenly assumed I could do, because - hey - how hard could it be? It turns out, yes, of course I could throw a steak onto a pan and cook it to some kind of consistency that people would consider “done,” but would the meat be tender and juicy and bursting with flavor?? The answer to that question was an obvious no. Just because I think I know how to do something does not mean that I possess the skills or knowledge to do it properly. It’s good for me to examine all my preconceived notions of my abilities - that’s how I can learn to move through the world as an open, teachable person.

Hey, save some for me!!!!!!

When my now-wife and I first started dating, she understood that I was a dirtbag who never cooked anything for myself if I could help it. I liked eating, sure, but I hated the time and effort that went into making myself food. She knew that most nights I bought something “edible” from 7-Eleven for dinner and that I was mostly interested in seeing how many beers I could put down before it was time to turn in for the night. I ate chips, crackers, the occasional item from the hot roller if I was feeling fancy.

So, on her first trip down to Florida, I took her out to a place in New Smyrna on the beach for the weekend and she wound up cooking me an incredible steak dinner. Now, I’m not saying that made me fall in love with her, but I’m not NOT saying that, either. I love a beautifully cooked meal and I sincerely love a good steak.

And hey, shouldn’t I know how to make one for my own wife?

In fact, here’s a picture I found on my phone of that first time Kayla made me a steak back in 2019: